Chapter 207: The Guest Who Came to the Door

"Gabriel! Gabriel! Gabriel! ”

"Get up, get up!"

Gong Bing had just raised the phone extension and just fed it, when the other end of the microphone crackled.

"Hey, hey~ I said..."Gong Bing moved the extension a little farther away, and only moved it back after the volume became quieter: "It's like a repeater early in the morning, Luo Xiaodie seems that you are very energetic." ”

"It's still early in the morning? Gabriel, you open your eyes and look outside, it's almost eight o'clock now, the sun is burning your ass, you won't still be sleeping, right?? ”

"To be honest, I'd already been up." Gong Bing licked her lips with her tongue and went to the window to pull the curtain open, and the soft sunlight of the winter morning poured into the room.

"I haven't seen you in the martial arts hall for a while, it seems that the days of leisure at home have made you lazy, I said junior brother, the road of martial arts is dangerous and difficult, and it will be abandoned if you use it to retreat and retreat, and it will be abandoned if you relax a little."

Hearing Luo Xiaodie's preaching again, Gong Bing felt a little helpless, in the martial arts hall, it was clear that she was the one who fished for three days and dried the nets for two days.

"Okay, okay, Luo Xiaodie, you called early in the morning, you won't just say this, if so, then I'll hang up."

"Oh? Off topic, off topic, you didn't remind me but forgot, wait, don't be in a hurry to hang up the phone. ”

At this time, Gong Bing could imagine Luo Xiaodie on the other side, slapping his palm on his forehead.

"There is something in the martial arts hall today, since you have already gotten up, hurry up and come to the martial arts hall."

"Did something happen?"

"I can't tell you on the phone, but you'll know when you come."

With that, just like when she first spoke, Luo Xiaodie hurriedly hung up the phone again.

Really.

Gong Bing said silently in his heart.

When Gong Bing changed his clothes and walked out of the bedroom, the door next to him was also pushed open, and he saw that the clothes on his body were crooked, and Rita, with messy hair, walked out of the room.

"Rita, what's wrong with you? Look at your dark circles, went to be a thief last night? ”

"You only became a thief last night." The other party stretched out the corners of his eyes with difficulty, glanced at Gong Bing and said.

"Not last night, but I did it the night before." Gong Bing leaned against the door with his arms raised high and smiled.

"Nonsense." Rita snorted and turned away.

The two of them walked towards the stairs one after the other, and as they passed by Rita's room, through the half-open door, Gong Bing saw that it was a mess inside.

The closed curtains make the room look a little dark.

The small TV in the corner was emitting a faint blue light, cloning everything in the room in a blue coat, and the VCR was turned on, but nothing was playing on the TV screen.

The bed against the wall was rolled up in a mess, and some clothes and books were thrown on the floor.

Although the other party's bedroom was not tidy in the past, it was just an upgraded version at this time.

It seems that Rita has been in a bad state lately, maybe... It's a headache to rehearse the year-end party program, right?

Gong Bing thought so in his heart.

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When Gong Bing rushed to the entrance of the forest outside the martial arts hall, he saw a black sedan parked on the side of the road, and a young man wearing a hat was sitting in the driver's seat smoking a cigarette.

Although this car is no different from an antique in Gong Bing's eyes, if you look at it from the eyes of this world, this black five-seater sedan is undoubtedly a high-end cargo.

Glancing at the driver, Gong Bing walked straight into the forest.

Crossing the gate and the courtyard of the first entrance, passing through the martial arts arena of the second entrance, and finally coming to the main seat behind the third entrance.

When Gong Bing came to the Ming Room Hall, there were already a lot of people gathered here.

The three Luo clans, led by the curator, were naturally present, and in terms of disciples, Gat was the first one, and Vickers and Rowling were only one step ahead of Gong Bing.

In addition to these people that Gong Bing was familiar with, there were three strangers present at this time, and Director Luo and Luo Xiaohu were sitting on chairs chatting with each other at this time.

Gong Bing stepped over the threshold and walked in, and he first greeted Director Luo and Luo Xiaohu respectively.

"Huh? Gabriel you are hurt? Director Luo didn't wear his reading glasses at this time, but asked out of the corner of his eye.

"It's a little thing, it's not a big deal."

Hearing Gong Bing's answer, Director Luo nodded and didn't ask any more, just waved his hand at him gently.

Then Gong Bing stepped aside and stood with Luo Xiaodie, Gart and the others.

"Senior brother, why did you come so slowly?" Luo Xiaodie leaned in and whispered to Gong Bing.

"Slow? As soon as I hung up the phone at home, I went out, but the bus was a little congested on the road. "Gong Bing won't admit that he came here after eating breakfast slowly.

"Tell me, what's the matter with calling me over early in the morning? What does it have to do with those three guests? ”

Only then did Gong Bing have time to see the three strange guests clearly.

The eldest looked to be in his forties, with short red hair and a red beard around his chin, and his body was muscular and he didn't look old at all.

The other party is also sitting on a chair on the west side of the Ming Room Hall, and his every move gives people a sense of fierceness, presumably a master above the high level of a person.

The other two boys should be the descendants of the middle-aged man, Qi Qi stood behind the middle-aged man, he had a somewhat similar face, and the same red hair, only one was short and the other was long.

Among them, the short-haired one had been looking at him with scrutinizing eyes since Gong Bing walked in.

"You're right, the three of them are here to kick the gym."

"It's not like I haven't encountered this kind of thing on weekdays, so I can't be so nervous today, right?" Vickers interjected, it seems that she was also prompted by a quick call from Luo Xiaodie.

"This time is different, you all know that our Luo Wu has a quota to participate in the martial arts competition."

The crowd nodded.

"How can a contestant who is a martial artist and whose purpose is to determine the strongest young martial artist qualify for the competition?"

Luo Xiaodie didn't wait for everyone to ask questions, and then said.

"Of course, it depends on strength, you must know that our little tiger brother has participated in many martial arts competitions before, and he has been a master who has won the eighth place, which also proves the strength of our Luo Wu, with such results, we can naturally qualify for the competition in advance."

"What about the others? What about those who haven't participated before? Vickers continued.

"That's what I'm going to say next."

Just as Luo Xiaodie was about to continue, Luo Xiaohu's voice came over and interrupted her words.

"Gart."

Gart stepped forward two steps.

"It's up to you to be their opponent in the first game."

Gart nodded in agreement and walked outside, followed by the boy with the longer hair on the other side.

Obviously not a good place to compete indoors, so the rest of the people followed closely behind in the open space outside.

The two people in the competition stood seven or eight meters apart, and Garth's expression was as serious as ever, like a tight silk string.

The long-haired man was much more relaxed, his eyes looking half-asleep.

"Roche Martial Arts Hall, Gart."

"Wind Wolf Gate, Ruel Davis."

After saluting each other, the two attacked at the same time and fought together.

"Luo Xiaodie, did you just want to say that as long as you can challenge others, and then win, you can qualify for the competition?" Gong Bing took over the topic just now and said.

"You're right, but you must be a martial artist who has reported to the Secret Martial Arts Federation, and you must submit an application to the Federation in advance for the purpose of qualifying for the competition, and then the challenge will be considered effective, otherwise even if you are strong and can win consecutive battles, you will not be recognized."

"Is it so domineering?" Vickers whistled.

"Who made the Secret Martial Arts Federation a judge of the Martial Arts Competition?" Luo Xiaodie pursed her lips.

"Then what kind of organization is this Secret Martial Arts Federation, why haven't you heard of it before?" Rowling, who was just silently listening, also asked.

Gong Bing found that after not seeing her for a while, Rowling's neat short hair had grown a lot.

"This federation is formed by the combination of many secret forces in Tutlan, among which the five strongest secret forces are dominant, and many weaker and weaker secret forces are ordinary members, and the forces refer to the secret martial sect or the secret martial family, etc."

After a brief introduction by Luo Xiaodie, Gong Bing has a general understanding of the organization.

In fact, the Secret Martial Arts Federation is equivalent to a professional trade union, it does not have much jurisdiction over the members of the organization, nor does it interfere in their internal affairs, and usually serves as a public platform to provide various information and services for the Secret Warriors.

However, it also has the function of organizing the activities of the warriors, and investigating, coordinating, and arbitrating issues related to the warriors.